NYFW Diaries, part 2 July 26, 2017 Taking the morning to relax and enjoy my breakfast at Eataly, I decided it was best to take it slow because the rest of the day was spent on my feet and in the heat. After getting ready (and making sure I packed my phone charger), I hailed a cab to Skylight Clarkson Sq. The first show was Nick Graham (nickgraham.com). Always a crowd pleaser, for spring the theme was Atlantis. Rather than focusing on the fictional island, he gave us a series of slim-cut suiting options in a bright palette – including aquamarine blue, poppy red, and mint green – with patterned shirting, unbuttoned to the navel. Remove the novelty lobster pins and rope belts and there were plenty of desirable pieces for next summer. With no mermaids to be seen, there were a few female models (the shift dresses were breezy and complimented the men’s line) and two male bathing beauties who “mopped the deck” before the final runway walk. Waiting to get a photograph of popular model Chad White, I chat with Eric Rutherford (@mr.rutherford). Known for his friendly, outgoing personality, I talked to the photogenic man about town about his busy schedule and about a potential collaboration. (By the way, he messaged me approx 10 minutes after we spoke, about a talk we had last year.) Between shows, I head to the washroom to freshen up when an actor walked in – he didn’t realize I was there – and changed in the middle of the space. No stylist, no assistant, no hair and make-up team. Sometimes being a celebrity isn’t as glamorous as it appears to be. Waiting in line for the N-p-Elliott show (npelliott.com), I glance up to a guy in front of me wearing a Balenciaga-inspired suit (faux broad shoulders), a card in his pocket with the Balenciaga logo and a blue Ikea shopping bag that was supposed to resemble the pricey, leather one of the fashion brand. #nocomment. Playing on the dichotomy of masculine and feminine as seen through the world of street wear, Nicholas P. Elliott offered slick outerwear, voluminous sleeves, military-like sashes, and wide-cut pants that might read Kris Kross but are wearable (especially by those who aren’t model thin). Whether in matte or patent finishes, the neutral palette had the occasional punch of mustard yellow and graphic prints (see: the Pucci-like pieces). It was refreshing twist on the – new – classics. Heading to a showroom appointment, I make my way to the top floor and am greeted by two – unhelpful – individuals behind the front desk, telling me the person/brand I’m looking for doesn’t exist. After looking at my emails, I see a new message from the director of communications (the email signature had a midtown address, so in a moment of delirium, I apologized and rushed out). As it turns out, I was at the correct address all along. After a few messages sent/received, I rescheduled my appointment for another day. Instead of going to the All One launch party (which would’ve been a treat since it was on the rooftop), I met friends for dinner at Elmo (elmorestaurant.com) in Chelsea. We talked, we drank, we occasionally had a bite to eat (by the way, take your time with the southern fried chicken sandwich; it’s massive). Good times. It was still early for me to head back to the hotel, so I made my way to the Highline. Walking around on the steamy night, the former elevated tracks were full of foliage, and shaded pockets implied people could be naughty. From a certain angle, I could see a party at Top of The Standard hotel through their windows. I wondered what it was for a second, before I strolled the streets for another hour on my way back to Hotel Henri. Leave a Reply Cancel Reply Your email address will not be published. Name* Email* Website Comment Notify me of follow-up comments by email. Notify me of new posts by email.